Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

The town of Lane is very different from the city you've been going through.

Regardless of the degree of development, it would be a huge canal flowing all over the city if we were to raise one characteristic of this city.

Worthy of the name of the Water Capital, countless boats come and go to canals and intricately and strangely stretched waterways that flow longitudinally across the city. It's faster to charter a ship than to land to get around the city.

There was only a land that was no better than to obtain the Spirit of the Water, and there were many Spirit Demon Instructors (Elementars) for those who stayed in the city. It is also a fairly high level magician who is reaching the stage where the Spirit's preference can be chosen.

Beyond being a spiritual demon conductor, spirits other than water attributes will also be available. Ships are no longer coming to the harbor. This city is now. Perhaps much of what remains without perishing is due to the efforts of the Magic Instructors.

Looking around the city, he was called from behind. I guess I was erasing the signs, even though I wasn't too careful, I didn't notice at all. It is a terrible ability to conceal signs.

Lord of voices - Sanya lines up next to me as it is. The hood had already been removed. The silver wolf ear is moving like it's checking the situation.

"I did a little research, but there's no sign of concern in the city."

"Really... what about the Beast Man?

"It stands out because there are few beastman demon mentors. You're not here. There's no sign of the Dark Families, and there's no smell of hostility. I don't even know how the temple looks on the boulder."

"Any noisy incidents?

"How much is this time of year? But I don't see anything unusual about it."

It's still been a few hours since we broke up, but they've done the whole research. Skilled scout work sometimes even looks magical. It's horrible because you don't tell me where you are after you've checked it out and you even find me and report it.

Pointing to his own nose, Sanya says in a light voice.

"There is a unique odor in the hands of the demons and demon kings. Smells like a burning nose. This city doesn't have that smell. I think you're gonna be okay first."

All I can smell is the tide... how easy it would have been in the Golem Valley if I had Sanya.

"Any exceptions?

"I wonder if you can tell when magic or potion has erased that memory. But I think we can rule out that possibility."

"Right."

The importance of Lane as a land is significantly inferior to Golem Valley. Even I, the Demon King, will not give power to this land.

In my words, Sanya looks up and peeks at me with her hands behind her. He seemed a lot tired shortly after arriving in the city, but seems to have recovered somewhat in a day.

"If anything goes wrong, let me know in due course."

Copy that, boss.

Sanya replies confidently. Bran told me we were alone, but Sanya didn't specialize in combat skills either. I'm looking forward to seeing how much Rabbi's investigative capability would be if this were to happen.

"So, boss. When are the rabbis getting there?

"Fujido and the others are stopping by..."

Amelia reported that Fujido and the others somehow undertook a crusade for the gods of the frigid mountains.

I'm not worried because they said the rabbi wouldn't show any signs of a strong demon, but it will depend on the progress.

"If we solve the problem and cross the mountain, we'll be there in ten days."

"Soon, then."

Sanya responds instantly. The combination of Amelia and Rabbi remains anxious about their combat abilities, but they're not worried. I guess I trust you. I know I'm not worried about it, but maybe I should take a little apprenticeship.

"It depends on what the mountain gods are. In some cases, you'll need to go down a different road."

Sanya waved her tail and gave me a strange look in my words.

"Hmm, even if you quote high on Warcraft anyway, Demon Clan, right? He's not the enemy of the rabbi."

"The Warcraft are tough anyway..."

Whatever the inferior ranks, the Demons after the middle are not alarmed. You can assume that the advantages of the flesh as a semi-beast man are hardly any of the demonic opponents either.

If it were Sanya in the first place, the rabbi would still be far inferior to the Silver Wolves in terms of its endurance and muscle strength. Well, it's not the fight I'm looking for in the rabbi.

To my words, Sanya blinked a few times, tilting her neck.

"No, a rabbi would be fine. You're stronger than me. What does the boss think" thunder "is?

§ § §

Strong. Fujido turns all the impressions he has into temper and unleashes slaughter.

There was confusion in the first shot. But it's strong enough to rebuild your posture this way and relate from the front.

The roaring voice of the black beast intersects the rough breath of the vineyard. Her body was huge enough to look up, her eyes as red as blood were staring at Fujido. Still remaining left nail intersects the holy sword.

You felt the difference in weapons in just one blow. The nails were aimed at the belly of the holy sword at the horizontal giraffe. No matter how holy the sword, the subject is not cleaved in the belly. The sword-paying armor, the tremendous power it conveys from it, as it falls back.

Fortunately, I was able to cut my right hand nail by half on the first blow. That it was damaged to the right hand at all. And most importantly, the number of people is different.

"I will protect the remiss!

As it was proclaimed, Aria had the remiss on her back. Put your sword in front of your eyes and restrain the Warcraft. Behind it Rimis closed his eyes and was casting a small spell.

Guillotine eyes of the Warcraft alternate between Fujido and Aria, and the remiss behind them. There was a mixture of hostility and intelligence in its eyes.

Warcraft eyes concentrate on Fujido. The injured right arm is shaken with a roar.

At that moment, Gresha, who was turning behind it at some point, jumped big.

The hand is gripped with a giant blunt instrument about the same size as its little body. In Fujido, the hammer of war, which was even difficult to lift, was lightly shaken and dropped by the beast in front of him. Sodo Bear knocks his body off to the ground, even though he realizes it in a sweep.

of meat, the sound of bones. Sodo Bear screams at the mass that strikes all over his body. At that time, Rimis' spell was complete.

Fujido, Aria, who sensed it without a voice, steps away. The eyes of the beast were gasping for pain, capturing the remiss.

Countless spheres of fire float on all sides of the remiss. The wand swung down loudly, and the remiss chanted.

"'The Flame That Attacks (Rapid Flame)'"

Flames are released like bullets. He follows a warcraft that has fallen behind him for a moment, and the first blow hits his jaw.

Blunt sound. The giant floats for a moment in impact, but the attack is not yet over. The rest of the flaming bullet that was floating around the remiss continued to strike that giant. It strikes my arms, my feet, my jaw, constantly.

If you're the lowest demon in just one blow, you get a flaming bullet all over your body that you can erase, and Sodo Bear rolls down the ground.

Flaming bullets disappear. Stinky smell. The black fur discoloured there, but the black mass was still moving. Understand that all the flaming bullets were bounced on the fur, and the rimis takes his breath.

"... ugh!

"Remiss, it's a chase!

Damage but not fatal.

Take a step toward the warcraft that grunts at the same time that Aria screams. Fujido kicks the ground to fit it and strikes from the side. Now it's time for Remiss to cast a spell to burn down that meat.

The warcraft rose up gently, and his body gave a trembling roar.

Fujido blows his temper away with a loud roar that shivers the air. This degree of roar, it's not a big deal compared to what I received in my training with Ultz in the Golem Valley.

Receiving the magic of Remis from the front doesn't dull Sodo Bear's movements. Avoid the sword that swung down in the hanging so that Sodo Bear turns himself around. But the tip of the sword had only slightly damaged its fur. Warcraft's expression is distorted.

Black blood splashes. The retreat was preceded by Aria. A lightning flash emitted in a streamlined motion is taken with a hook claw that is swung up slightly.

Speed and strength were better won by Sodo Bear. But no matter how powerful you are, if you respond to an attack, you can make a gap. Even with the bottom rolling behind you, there is a formation of Gresha swinging the hammer like a twig.

While doing so, Remiss' spell was completed again.

"" The Flaming Sword (Flame Sword) ""

A giant flaming sword burning in the Red Lotus was swung down from Sodo Bear's head.

§

Surround that giant without alarm. In front of Fujido, the Warcraft fell to the ground like it had lost its balance.

Scars worn on carbide fur everywhere. Traces of blood splashed on the ground. Fujido breathed roughly, as he remembered, at that appearance, which lowered the glimmering holy sword of blood and oil and ceased to move without one of the severed demons.

I look at the long, sharp nails thrown out on the ground and squeal. The voice was slightly trembling.

"What a monster..."

"We were lucky to take one nail away from him in the first shot. Because that's enough to be used for sword material."

Aria answers with a still tenacious look. Number of benefits. Difference in equipment. Even with it, it came down to eating. That warcraft was just as horrible a demon as it was to hear.

If it hadn't been damaged by the first blow, this one could have just been done.

"I thought it was just a bear..."

"Because you look like a beast. When the information was not yet known, there seemed to be a massive death toll."

"... Well, now you can rest assured"

I picked and picked up Sodo Bear's hook nail, which fell to the ground, as the long-time series of magical remisses fluttered a little. The long nails, thin and dirty with blood, are creepy and also look like a blade of a cursed sword.

"No other demons will emerge if Sodo Bear's territory...... it's hard to imagine any more powerful demons inhabiting"

"Shall we take the carcass back to the village?"

Fujido touches the remains of the still raw and warm Sodo Bear and stores them in the magic guide.

Look around, but no trace of the victim, etc. All there is is is the blood shed by Sodo Bear and traces of the battle.

"... let's go back. Report to the village."

"... oh"

Fujido stared at the small altar for a while, but Aria urged him to nod small.

§

Back in the village, what I immediately felt was a change in the atmosphere.

Even so, it's not a good change. There was also a spicy atmosphere when I first visited, but I felt more gloomy when I visited again.

A different villager opens his eyes to what Fujido and the others look like. Not a joy, but a purely surprising look.

"Is something wrong?

"... let's go to the village chief. They must be waiting for us, too."

Head to the village chief's house early. If you hurry, they may be ready for the next sacrifice.

Reach the village chief's house located behind the village. It's a tiny house you can't call a mansion very much. Surrounded by villagers watching the mansion from afar as if they were watching it.

When Fujido turns his gaze, he is distracted. It was a different behavioral suspicious attitude than when I first visited it.

Knock on doors that look sturdy. The door opened immediately.

It's the girl I don't recognize who put her face out of the gap. I wonder if my age is as good as remiss, my skin so white that I can't believe I'm a village girl with dark brown hair. The iris of his eyes was as red as Ruby's, but Fujido's gaze was focused on one point.

I open my eyes to ears that are clearly not people's objects that grew to drool from my side head. Nor did she seem to care about it, and the girl looked back with a full grin. The skirt shakes flutteringly down to the knee.

"Grandpa! Fujido is back!

"Grandpa...?

To that voice, the village chief came out from behind. The queue is no different than when I told Fujido about the sacrifice, but his eyes have no power. A frigid eye stared at Fujido for a while and raised his face like he was in a panic.

Before the village chief opened his mouth, the girl took Fujido's arm and invited him into the house.

§

At the entrance to the village there are only the village chief and the girls, and Fujido and the others.

I was already ready to leave. The day is still high. Hurry up and you'll be down the mountain by the end of the day.

"I really appreciate Fujido. This time I was supposed to head to the top of the mountain..."

To the girl's words, Fujido replied with a smile.

"No... I just did what I could"

"I should like to thank you... there is nothing in this village..."

"Sodo Bear material sells high, don't worry about it."

Aria answers. The eye was directed at the village chief who seemed ill from earlier.

You noticed that gaze, the girl who seemed to be due to be sacrificed next - the girl who said she was in the village chief's relatives slapped the village chief on the shoulder. The village chief shivers his body with a victory.

"See, Grandpa says thank you properly too! No more worries!

"Huh... right. Thank you so much for your help this time."

Fujido frowns at the way his body trembles as if frightened. but to the poor smile directed at me by the girl, I decided to convince her.

I guess it's also a burden I tried to sacrifice.

"Well, we're in a hurry..."

"Yes, I hope Fujido and the others have a good trip"

The girl answered Fujido's words with her palms, fingers and fingers together as if she were praying.

Exit the village and go down the mountain road.

The more you can use the carriage, it's not a wide road, so it's on foot, but the level of demons that show up from time to time is low and few.

Cutting down the demons that appeared, Fujido thought back and zeroed about the village.

"... that was an unusual village."

"... right..."

It was a small village, but it was more uncomfortable than any village I had ever visited.

Sacrifice to a small mountain village. A small village with no inns and no big shops. The ever silent remiss sighs. It's the last sacrificial girl who shows up behind that brain.

"... Beastman, you were"

"Oh, it's so rare to be in a village like this"

Aria also agrees, remembering in her flat, lying ears a bright look that does not correspond to the atmosphere of the village.

Under Luke's law, beastmen are never the object of discrimination. Although it is not the subject, it is also certain that it is rarely seen. There are circumstances where there are many beasts to give to the Demon King's Army.

I didn't expect to see a presence so hard to see even in urban areas. Fujido gives a convincing voice to the word.

"Uh, I knew it"

"He said he was a relative of the village chief...... that's really unusual. There must have been blood mixed up somewhere."

"You didn't look alike at all."

If it's just my age, I guess it's my grandfather and granddaughter, but they look too different. The outfit was also beautiful, unlike other villagers. Ruby-like eye contrasts are beautiful as if they were creatures on skin like fresh snow that hasn't burned in the day. You were thinking the same thing, Aria snorts loudly.

"You're mixed up with a bunch of rabbits. Says the only thing in the beast race that goes down to the Demon King."

"Uh, yeah."

"I say a lot of people have the temperament to be timid and hate strife. Therefore, it will not be granted to the Demon King's side or the human side..."

"After... you're also known for your superior appearance. You think it's a symbol of peace?"

Remis adds. To the words, Fujido thought of the girl again. Indeed, its luxurious figure and floating naive smile look the opposite from contention.

It is heretical to make it exactly that village. Maybe that's why he was to be sacrificed.

I've been thinking about it for a while, but I said it in a bright voice like Fujido forced me to make.

"... then we have to hurry up for her."

"You can use the carriage if you cross the mountain. Then it should be in a straight line to the lane. I've stopped by, but it won't be a problem."

Fujido glanced back slightly at the end.

A cloudless sky. Mountains. I can't see any shards of the village anymore.

§ § §

Rabbi Shuttle sighed waiting for Fujido's figure to disappear.

"I can't do it at all."

"Hih..."

The village chief makes a short scream and slips out his hips. The rabbi was looking down at it with bright red eyes.

Then we see the villagers surrounding the rabbi on a faraway roll. Rabbi doesn't feel as good as Sanya, but I can tell by the fact that some of them have bows and arrows.

But it's no use. No matter how inferior the rabbi is to his physical abilities, he's not weak enough to be pierced by an amateur shot arrow.

The rabbi continues with a mocking grin he didn't show when he was doing the sacrificial girl.

"It's a hell of a village. I can't believe we're going to use such a monster... is he a man called Yearkung?

"Yes, no... Non is..."

"I knew it from the beginning. You don't have kids in this village, do you? What kind of mouth do you want to sacrifice a young maiden?"

To that word, the village chief does not answer. The girl who had killed the monster that many mercenaries had returned looked more than a monster to the village chief. Above all, it's scary not to look strong at first glance.

But I have no doubt about its strength. There's no way I can say anything to a rabbi who visited the village by dragging the neck of a monster with a handful. The unsuffering monster's neck, as if he had been killed shortly after realizing it, was still stuck behind the village chief's brain.

Amelia, who was investigating the village, returned. Amelia looked at the rabbi and said in a calm tone.

"There was a vault in the basement. There's the victim's belongings and thoughtful belongings."

The rabbi nodded once convinced of Amelia's expression, which seemed indescribable.

A look without shards of fear. I'm used to people's malice. He seems to be sure of his courage.

Pampered and hands, the rabbi leans over to the village chief's side and gazes at each other.

Sodo Bear is a vicious warcraft, but a culture that demands sacrifice from humans does not have malice.

Sodo Bear, whose rabbi was attacked, had a size that deviated from the regular orbit three times larger than what Fujido crusaded, but the type remained the same.

It was obvious that the matter of sacrifice was bluff at a time when the compound that was roping the summit was it.

Then why does this village bring such stories to visitors?

"Well, I can somehow imagine at a time when there were no remnants left in the nest hole,"

Mercenary equipment is expensive. Build one or two extra mansions depending on things. Of course, weapons often have non-bulky gemstones. It's enough reason for people to fool people.

I'm not supposed to be the kind of person you can fathom with a villager, except if you have a monster to start with instead.

The village chief gave a trembling voice to the pale stuffing of the rabbi.

"Yu, forgive me. It's just an act of perfection..."

"… indeed… it is the Warcraft who actually laid down his hand, which may not be guilty under the laws of the kingdom"

To that word, the rabbi puts his index finger on his lip. In the first place, it is a routine tea meal in which travelers go missing while traveling. Without witnesses, the case would not be in the light.

The look of the rabbi makes the village chief's eyes gleam. Rub your head to the ground to plead with a pitiful look.

"Oh, yeah! Please. I'll give you everything I picked up. Please... keep this a secret..."

The rabbi gave an imaginative voice for a while and grinned.

"Hmm...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"... to?

The mayor of the village with a flashing look on his face. Its neck snaps and it rolls to the ground. Blood blows out of that body as if I remembered it a few seconds late. At some point, the rabbi's hand was gripped with a thirty centimetre or so across the blade. The blunt blade doesn't have a drop of blood on it.

The neck of a rolling village chief. Amelia frowns when she sees it with a smug look on her face.

"I have no hesitation..."

"It's only natural to get all the remnants, because the dead don't need them. On top of that, resentment needs to be cut off because it chains. Unlike Sanya, I'm timid, so I kill all my hindsight worries without leaving any shards exactly. Even... even if it wasn't a big opponent"

It was only to ascertain the strength of the brave who did not finish the little Sodo Bear, but also because without it, Fujido could have stayed in the land forever.

The rabbi knew his weakness. Physical and sensory abilities are much inferior to those of Sanya. Unlike Sanya, who can afford to be strong. That's what we need to do to survive. We need to use that adorable look and everything to disguise the weak with a bunch of shivers all over our bodies and make gaps.

With a scream, an arrow flies. Neither had he identified his aim, nor had he used it to snuff away, and the rabbi walked toward the frightening next prey.

You can't miss a single one more than you've shown yourself.